pretend to be poor

After the second class, there is a big break, and I need to go to the playground to run exercises, and while running, I have to shout the slogan of Zhong Er Silly Diao.

Tong Huai took off his school uniform jacket, and inside was Sanzhong's ugly white short sleeves.If Tong Jingyuan hadn't coaxed him nicely, he wouldn't have let such an ugly thing on his body even if he was killed.

Xue Ting glanced at his exposed slender arm, it was so white that he couldn't see how vigorous he was when he hit someone.

Seeing Xue Ting looking at him, Tong Huai clenched his fists, bent his arms, and showed off a little muscle: "Am I fierce?"

……

Xue Ting put down the freshly unscrewed water, fearing that he would accidentally choke on it.

He covered his forehead, moved his lips a few times, and finally nodded solemnly: "I have never seen anyone more fierce than you."

Tong Huai's vanity was satisfied, he propped up the table, jumped out nimbly without Xue Ting letting go, even kicked on Chen Yuan's stool, and was not annoyed by being slapped down by Chen Yuan.

He was still going to wait for Xue Ting, Zhao Gou glanced at him, hooked his neck and pulled him to go first, turned his head quietly, and met Xue Ting's calm eyes.

He is really not like a student of this age, his eyes are like a calm and deep lake, which is pleasant from a distance, but when he gets close, he finds that it is covered with solid ice, and refuses anyone's closer visits.

Zhao Gou shuddered, turned his head and lowered his voice: "Brother, you were so handsome in killing Chen Wu just now! But I still want to ask, when did your relationship with Xue Ting get so good?"

"Well," this ambiguity was unbearable, Tong Huai said what he could say, "I was in some trouble during the summer vacation, he just helped me, and I accidentally helped his grandfather."

"Fate," Zhao Gou suddenly realized, "Let me tell you, he helped you with your oral English and summer homework."

Tong Huai: "Don't you believe me when I speak English?"

Zhao Gou: "Why is this kid drunk in broad daylight?"

After running exercises, there are still 10 minutes before class.

In early September, Linlan was still very hot, and Tong Huai couldn't stand it, so he ran in the shade of a tree and ran all the way to the canteen to buy smoothies.

The sneakers on his feet are not comfortable to wear, which is also Yu Wen's bad idea, saying that since he doesn't want to be exposed, he should be more dedicated and perform his tricks well, otherwise it would be embarrassing to be found out.

Tong Huai just changed his sneakers. He was not used to it. He was standing in the canteen sucking smoothies when he was suddenly slapped hard on the back.

He almost choked with a "poof", raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and kicked back without looking at who it was.

It was indeed Yu Wen who made the sneak attack. This guy went on a trip within a few days of his summer vacation. He just met today. He honestly kicked him and looked him up and down with a smile: "Let me see our miserable poverty Little prince, do you want to play ball in the next class?"

Tong Huai said, "I would rather hit you."

Yu Wen leaned into the canteen to buy a bottle of ice water, drank half of it in one gulp, and pointed to the back door of the school: "The skin next door is itchy again."

In the technical secondary school closest to No. [-] Middle School, the back wall is easy to climb in, and the teacher doesn't check the classes very much.

In the indoor and outdoor basketball courts of No. [-] Middle School, Lao Zhang is often seen working hard to catch people. If you want to be caught by him if you skip class and play basketball, the easiest way is to go to the next door to develop basketball friendship.

Of course, the prerequisite for the harmonious development of basketball friendship is still achieved.

Tong Huai thought for a while, shook his head, met Yu Wen's puzzled eyes, and clicked his tongue: "These shoes make me uncomfortable, and affect my performance."

"Who told you to die?" Yu asked watching the play, gloating, "When are you going to slap your face?"

Tong Huai was embarrassed to tell Yu Wen that he was not going to slap him in the face, but had to think about how to keep Xue Ting from being mad at him.

He bought another glass of smoothies, said goodbye to Yu Wen at the canteen, and returned to the classroom, but Xue Ting was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Gou lay on the seat, his eyes lit up: "For me? Thank you, Brother Tong is so kind."

Tong Huai rolled his eyes: "For Xue Ting. What about others?"

"Squad leader Chen Yuan and the others have been called to the office." Zhao Gou shrank his neck, not daring to snatch the ice cream. "It seems to be about a competition."

Tong Huai said oh, didn't pay much attention, and handed the sand ice to Zhao Gou, planning to have a party in the rest of the time.The well-connected chemistry class representative just happened to pass by and collected a stack of workbooks. Seeing that he seemed to be idle, he quickly called out, "Brother Tong, help me, I'm dead."

Tong Huai took half of the exercise book, followed him to the office to hand in homework, and entered the office, only to see Lu Ziran.

The three of them left the office together, and Tong Huai asked puzzledly: "Squad leader, where are Xue Ting and Chen Yuan, aren't they with you?"

Lu Ziran hesitated for a moment, and pointed to the end of the corridor: "Chen Yuan has gone to the canteen, Xue Ting... Teacher Chen called Xue Ting to the small office, and also called Teacher Xu. I seem to have heard them mention your name."

Small offices are equipped on each floor, and are reserved for teachers and students to have private conversations.

It is also set in consideration of the students' mood. After all, students of this age are young and energetic, and they value face more than anything else.

Tell Xue Ting to go to the small office, and call Xu Xingzhou, mention him?

Tong Huai was confused and nodded, telling them to go back first and go there by themselves.

The door of the small office was not closed tightly. Tong Huai didn't want to eavesdrop. He raised his finger and was about to knock on the door when Chen Wu's voice came from inside: "...So, Teacher Xu, how can you let Xue Ting and Tong Huai's kind Students sitting together? Are you not afraid of accidents?"

Tong Huai froze his fingertips, half-closed his eyes, and carefully read the words.

That kind of student?

which kind?

After a while, Xu Xingzhou's voice sounded. Compared with his usual gentle smile, it seemed to be a few degrees weaker: "Mr. Chen, don't get excited. Although Tong Huai is a bit playful, he is a good boy..."

"Being late, skipping classes, fighting, cheating, poor grades, and insulting the teacher in public, the good boy who hangs out with Yu Wen in class two?" Chen Wu sighed, earnestly said, "Mr. Xu, you are young and easy to soften your heart. In [-], I met too many students, like Tong Huai. To put it bluntly, it means that there is no cure, and it will only harm good students. Look at Chen Yuan in the class, and he is close to him. The ranking dropped by ten places."

Xu Xingzhou's tone became weaker: "The reason for the decline in grades is that he is not in good condition, and Chen Yuan is feverish in the exam. Besides, hasn't Tong Huai already proved himself in class? That child is easily agitated, maybe you said that some Impulsive. I also take the second class, Yu Wen respects the teacher very much, and often helps the classmates. In my eyes, they are all good boys, not hopelessly poor students."

After a pause, his voice sank, "Mr. Chen, it may be because my teaching experience is really too shallow. I don't quite accept judging a student's character and future by grades."

Since childhood, Tong Huai hated Chinese the most. It wasn't until he met Xu Xingzhou in high school that he changed.

Hearing Xu Xingzhou's words, his heart warmed up, his nose was sore, and his fingers on his side tightened his pants, which made him feel strange.

What are Chen Wu and Xu Xingzhou talking about?

He raised his hand again, and was about to knock on the door, when Xue Ting's voice suddenly sounded from inside, very flat, with a trace of natural calmness: "I don't agree either."

Chen Wu seemed to be a little annoyed by the rebuttals of the two of them: "Spoken language doesn't mean anything, his grammar is a mess... Well, after talking so much, it depends on your opinion. Xue Ting, do you want to change seats?"

Tong Huai's hand froze by the door again.

It turned out that Chen Wu was afraid that he would spoil Xue Ting and asked Xue Ting to change seats.

According to Chen Wu's usual temper and Xu Xingzhou's reaction, before he came, Chen Wu probably had enough of his bad crimes.

Tsk, why are you so upset.

A teacher actually said bad things to another student behind his back.

Tong Huai put down his hand irritably.

Now he knocked on the door and went in. If Xue Ting wanted to change seats, he would probably be embarrassed to ask.

He didn't stay to listen to Xue Ting's answer, he left the small office lightly, returned to shift three, kicked open the back door and walked in.

Zhao Gou was standing by the back door chatting with people, when there was a bang, which made him tremble in fright, he hadn't seen Tong Huai with such a temper for a long time, and wondered: "What's wrong with you, your face stinks like this."

"It's okay." Tong Huai finished his sentence, sat down in his seat, gritted his teeth, and seriously considered the possibility of beating Chen Wu with a sack on the National Day.

Chen Wu said a lot of bad things, what would Xue Ting think of him?

After finally having a deskmate who is more pleasing to the eye, this is about to be pried away.

There were still a few minutes before class, and Tong Huai was restless, as if he had a needle under his buttocks, and couldn't sit still.

Chen Yuan was reciting ancient prose, and when he saw him angry, he leaned over to hear what happened to him, he was very happy, but he was frightened back by a sharp look at him: "Stay away from me, I am not happy to see anyone now .”

Zhao Gou shivered while hugging Chen Yuan, "It's so scary, who made our brother Tong black."

"Get lost." Chen Yuan decisively kicked him away.

The low air pressure continued in the corner, Chen Yuan and Zhao Gou finished playing, secretly looked at Tong Huai, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Tong Huai is easy to get along with, but it is also difficult to fight when he loses his temper.

3 minutes before class, Xue Ting came back.

Seeing him, Tong Huai stopped restless, turned the pen skillfully with one hand, and looked down on his desk.

Xue Ting sat down, put away the test papers spread out on the table, and put them in his schoolbag.

Tong Huai's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head calmly: "Do you want me to help you?"

Xue Ting didn't know what he was thinking, he casually put the paper into the folder, and his nasal voice raised slightly: "Huh?"

"Where are you moving, I'll help you get the books."

Hearing this sentence, Xue Ting's movements stopped, and then he turned his head, and found that the little curly hair's expression was not right.

Tong Huai pursed his lips tightly after speaking. He was not very good at hiding emotions and expressions. He was slightly tense, his eyes were still downcast, and he didn't intend to look at Xue Ting. Two rows of thick and long eyelashes Trembling and trembling.

Like a puppy about to be abandoned.

Xue Ting's mind is sensitive, and after turning his mind a little, he guessed all kinds of things.

He felt a little inexplicable and wanted to laugh, not at Tong Huai's awkward look, but at something he didn't know himself.

He leaned back leisurely, observed Tong Huai's expression, and pointed to the schoolbag in a good mood: "Success, take out the chemistry book."

"what?"

"Ah, what?" Xue Ting turned sideways, put his elbows on the back of the chair, and raised his chin, "Didn't you say to get me a book?"

Tong Huai smacked for a while, trying to taste something else, finally raised his eyes, and asked Chi: "Didn't you want to change seats?"

"Who told you that I want to change seats."

Xue Ting had been staring at his upturned hair all morning, and finally smiled lightly at this moment, stroking the upturned hair, and rubbing Tong Huai's soft and thick hair: "You just stole it outside the door. listen?"

Tong Huai felt ashamed belatedly, his earlobe felt hot, and he slapped his hand away uncomfortably: "I just didn't have time to knock on the door."

"Since eavesdropping, you have to listen to the end. Giving up halfway will often lead to misunderstanding." Xue Ting seemed to have never heard of it, and when he saw the teacher coming, his voice lowered slightly, "My answer is, no change."

Tong Huai was silent for a moment. On the one hand, he was a little happy that he didn't want to admit, but on the other hand, he was very embarrassed: "I don't care, tell me why."

Seeing his stubborn mouth, Xue Ting squinted his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Taking advantage of the squad leader yelling to stand up, he deliberately dropped the pen and kicked Tong Huai's shoe.

Picking up pens for others is a must in school days. Tong Huai used to bend down to pick them up, and Xue Ting also bent down immediately.

The sight is full of the legs of the desks and chairs and the restless and kicking legs of the students. The voice suddenly quiets down. It seems that there is another world under the desks, which is narrow and narrow.

The two were very close, Xue Ting's breath was warm, and his voice was so close when he spoke, Tong Huai couldn't help but tilt his ear.

He regretted it the next second.

Somebody turned on the air conditioner in the classroom to [-] degrees. It was so chilly that even without a school uniform, I couldn't stand it.

His ears are sensitive, and the warm breath came slowly, making his ears itchy. Like a bug, it burrowed into the bottom of his heart from the ear canal, and then the beating of the heart was sent to the limbs along with the blood. skeleton.

Even his cheeks were a little hot.

"Yeah, you don't care."

Xue Ting's slender fingers crossed him, picked up the pen, and accidentally touched it with both hands.

Warm, cold, distinct touch.

The man actually smiled when he spoke, with a nasty smile in his eyes.

"A face that looks like weeping or not."